Volume 95, Issue 44
Tuesday, November 20, 2001
Western athletes in need of love
Mustang parents cannot hold the fort alone
For whom the bell tolls
The greatest feeling for an athlete is entering their respective sporting venue to the vibrant screams of adoring fans. I know this because a long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away, I was an athlete.
The blood rushes through your veins, a chill permeates your body and you experience for that fleeting moment what it's like to be a hero.
Unfortunately, for the elite athletes competing in varsity athletics on the Western's campus, the atmosphere has become extremely sombre and dull.
Why is a city with 326,000 people unable to fill its on-campus facilities?
Western is potentially suiting up one of the strongest men's basketball teams in recent memory containing a member of the Canadian National Basketball team yet come game time, I can guarantee there will be numerous empty seats.
The football team turned dire circumstances into a Cinderella run at the end of the season, yet stadium seats remained cold.
And finally, the men's lacrosse team triumphed in the Baggataway Cup final, yet TD Waterhouse Stadium looked like a lecture hall near the end of the term when nobody goes to class. Although the faithful in attendance were raucous, no matter how hard 400 fans try to create noise, it just doesn't add up to the euphoria required.
The majority of the games played at Western are scheduled on the weekend, during the day. What are people doing on a Saturday afternoon watching Coronation Street?
The attendance is a depressing statistic, but even more ghastly is fans' participation. Every so often you may hear a weak clap in the stands or see a camera flash from a proud parent
Western always prides itself on being superior to every other university in Canada. I recently attended a playoff football game at McMaster and I can guarantee the McMaster fan base makes us look like a bunch of protesters at a Progressive Conservative convention.
Maybe, instead of 'purple and proud,' it should be 'yellow and spineless.'
I guess people in London have better things to do with their time, like frequenting the extravaganza that is downtown London.
I request a resurgence in spectator sports in London. Remember, we only need 0.7 per cent of you to fill the veritable temple of basketball that is Alumni Hall.
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